Today is the Beginning of the Rest of My Life

Hello Friends and Family,
I have decided to try the blog arena again. So, hopefully I will do better this year, and that someone will enjoy the reads!

....oh, and the site title....I picked something I could remember!

Monday, January 9, 2012

Sometimes I want to stand on the street with a sign in my hand that states, "Will smile for quarters".  Or maybe something written like, "Phew!  Need quarters for laundry, will create fresh aroma".  Oh how I miss having my own washer and dryer where I can throw something in the wash, and not worry about assuring the machine is empty when the spastic spin cycle is through.  Instead, I start to negotiate the acceptable visual aesthetic of wearing pajamas in public.  It is then when I succumb to the torturous task of counting quarters for laundry.  It never fails, I am always short by one.  Hence, I debate wearing dirty clothes if they pass the sniff test.  Yes, I hate doing laundry this much. 

But I try to stay on task, and add the extra tedious chore of getting a roll of quarters.  Why does laundry have to cost quarters anyway?  Why not dimes, or nickles?    To make matters worse, I cannot consolidate the quarter task with the shopping task, because, for some reason, stores are in serious shortage of quarter rolls and cannot spare to trade with customers.   I pick up milk, and ask for a roll of quarters when the cashier directs me to the lay away/customer service desk.  The line wraps around the building twice.  When I achieve the coveted first in line, I am told that they no longer trade for quarters.  What?!  When did this happen?  Its a new policy, just implemented last week.  Seriously?  Everyone got together and discussed quarters?  Why?  Are they too heavy for some of the staff?  Is staff forgetting to get the traded bills?  Or is this another way of trying to cut down a pathetically long line of answer seekers?  The clerk looks at me with a blank stare.  I stare back, debating whether recommend posting a sign indicating this policy change.  I am tired, cranky, and hungry.  Plus, I have three Mount Everest piles sitting in my apartment.

I go to the bank. 

In the meantime, I have discovered the solution to my situation, and if I ever own a laundry mat, it will be implemented.  Instead of quarters, there will be debit cards that can be provided, and money can be placed on the card, and then swiped per each machine.  Credit cards will also be accepted, with a little bit of user cost tacked on.   I would also make it where you didn't have to pay for laundry until it was done....and the doors would remain locked until receipt of payment.  This would assure safety of persons clothes.

I dunno.  It is really late and my brain is fog.  Perhaps tomorrow this blog will seem silly to me...but right now, even with access to flecks of brain matter, I am having a blast writing this crazy nonsense!  



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